Mornings

I woke up half asleep
My boots never made it off my feet
Lord my heads killing me
Last night is just a blur

Cigarette burned it self out
I got a bitter taste in my mouth
I need to pry myself off this couch
And call in sick to work

Chorus
This is one of those mornings
After one of those times
I need the hair of the dog
That bit me last night

So I poured two fingers bourbon
In my cup of caffeine
Between last night
And trying to let go of you

This is one of those mornings
I think I’m gonna have to drink through

I stumbled down the hall
To that picture you left on the wall
The one I took in Arkansas
We were on our honeymoon

I took it down and took a sip
Then I held it up and kissed your lips
I threw it down and broke it
Oh and I cried just like a fool

Chorus
This is one of those mornings
After one of those times
I need the hair of the dog
That bit me last night

So I drink a little bourbon
Don’t be quick to judge me
If you were still in love with her
What would you do

This is one of those mornings
I think I’m gonna have to drink through
Yeah it one of those mornings
I think I’m gonna have to drink through

Yeah it one of those mornings